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Chapter 342 Israeli Army Encounters Mummy Legion
The Sinai Peninsula.

The sky and earth were a dull yellow, as if covered with a layer of sand.

The Gobi Desert stretches as far as the eye can see.

The endless desert seems to offer no way out once you enter.

Rikuku stood beside the desert camouflage command armored vehicle, his camouflage reflected in the rearview mirror.

A middle-aged white man with black hair and a resolute gaze, wearing a khaki military uniform with the letters IDF printed on his body.

He was quite satisfied with his disguise; at least this time he was a mid-to-high-ranking officer, and he didn't have to be a common soldier anymore.

"Lieutenant Colonel David, come up here and have a look with me."

A middle-aged man stood on the armored vehicle. He was white with a large beard mixed with some white hair. The wind swirled sand and grit across his wrinkled face.

He held up his binoculars and gazed at the distant desert.

"Colonel, we have drones now, is there any need to use such a primitive method?"

“I play the old school style, I’m more used to it this way. I don’t trust drones.”

In the distance, a vast expanse of yellow sand appeared, reducing visibility to 100 meters.

The colonel silently lowered his binoculars: "I think as modern soldiers, we need to keep up with the development of warfare. There's nothing wrong with drones, don't you think?"

Rikuku silently handed over the drone's monitoring tablet.

The colonel climbed down from the armored vehicle and lit a cigarette.

"Our reconnaissance troops have already pinpointed the locations of the enemy's military facilities. Once the missile units destroy the targets, our mechanized forces can launch a massive offensive. We really need to teach these Arab Zika a lesson and show them who's in charge in the Middle East."

He slowly exhaled a smoke ring and chuckled twice.

"It's quite a coincidence that my grandfather fought in World War II here 100 years ago. He was a British sniper and made the Germans run for their lives!"

"Colonel, the North African theater of World War II was 85 years ago."

Rikuku never imagined that he, a lizardman, would be giving humans a crash course in World War II history.

"Really? It doesn't matter."

"I never imagined that the colonel's grandfather was British."

“Our family are British Jews. After the founding of the nation, we moved back home. It is said that our ancestors ate mummies. Today, I’m going to devour the Egyptians alive.”

"That's truly a lineage."

"This operation is important. Crushing Egypt will show these Zika people in the Middle East our strength, so they won't swarm like flies. However, these guys don't have much strength to fight us, so the battle should be easy. Your mission is the same as last time."

"Last time?"

Rikuku pondered over and over the file of Lieutenant Colonel David. His last military mission seemed to have involved him personally commanding a tank formation in a frontal assault.

"Don't worry, Colonel, I will definitely command the tank group well."

His tone was firm and resolute, just like his military salute.

The colonel flicked his cigarette: "What are you talking about? That's not the mission. I'm talking about you needing to find me a few pretty girls. The last few were really good. And they have to be young."

He laughed heartily, gesturing with his hands to create undulating curves in the air.

"As ordered."

"One more thing, remember to remind your soldiers: playing around is fine, but don't film it. It'll be a real hassle to deal with. If you absolutely have to film it, remember to cover up the crime with something and make it silent. Those screams and bloody scenes will be used against you by those ill-intentioned Hamas at the UN."

"clear."

Rikuku turned his head away. Over the years, he had seen too many perverted humans; these guys simply had no moral bottom line.

He looked at the vast Gobi Desert, feeling uneasy.

The command center sent them to participate in the human war in order to muddy the waters, drag the war into a protracted state, and make it as long and brutal as possible.

Their job was to relay classified information back and forth between the two sides.

He glanced back at the armored vehicle battle group behind him, rows of khaki armored vehicles and tanks dotting the vast desert. "I'm going back to my car for a bit."

He got back into his car, where an ant was resting on the steering wheel. He quietly ate the ant.

In this operation, the enemy's various military facilities and troop deployments were all in my mind.

He had just opened the car door and hadn't even had a chance to report the situation when he saw some strange things appearing in the distant desert ahead.

"Colonel, what are those things?"

The colonel tossed away his cigarette butt, raised his binoculars, and looked at the strange things in the desert.

He frowned slightly.

"mummy?"

In the desert, hundreds of mummy mummies, wrapped in bandages, trudged toward them, a truly magnificent sight.

The colonel sneered, "The Egyptians have really gone mad. When they can't win, they resort to trickery. How can they still have such clumsy warfare tactics in the 21st century?"

Rikuku also opened his binoculars and took a look. The huge mass of mummies puzzled him.

This part wasn't mentioned in the intelligence we just received.

"Colonel, what should we do?"

"Order the drone force to eliminate these charlatan Zika without leaving a single one alive."

At his command, swarms of drones swept across the sky like a bee swarm.

The drone was equipped with a firing automatic rifle, and this unit had previously carried out a massacre in Gaza.

The colonel was very confident: "A bunch of charlatans can be taken down with zero casualties. Let's record this as a victory. Under Colonel William's outstanding reconnaissance and command, we wiped out an enemy reconnaissance force of up to a hundred men."

Rikuku, however, frowned with worry. These mummies were not in the intelligence, which made him very uneasy.

Either the undercover agents didn't have the authority to obtain this intelligence, or it means this unit is highly classified.

Either these things are completely outside Egypt's purview, they are third-party forces, or they are some kind of dirty stuff.

The drone swarm slowly approached the mummy.

In an instant, sparks flew everywhere, and intense gunfire rang out incessantly.

A strong gust of wind swept through, sending spent cartridge cases flying through the air and raising clouds of yellow sand.

The mummies vanished instantly into the swirling dust.

Reconnaissance soldiers used thermal imagers to scan the sandstorm.

"Colonel, no heat source found. The target should be eliminated!"

The soldiers immediately cheered.

The colonel leaned back in the armored vehicle and leisurely lit a cigarette.

“Lieutenant Colonel David, tell me, how stupid are these Egyptian Zika to think of using this kind of trickery? Do they think they can scare us away?”

"Colonel, look!"

Rikuku's tone was panicked.

"What are you looking at?"

The colonel turned his head, his pupils widening slightly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"This is impossible!"

The group of mummies continued to approach them.

"Scout! Thermal imaging!"

"Reporting to the Colonel, thermal imaging still hasn't detected the heat source."

(End of this chapter)